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Then again, if Eden keeps moaning at me in the way she’s doing right now I might forget how to share completely.
“The ribbon,” she reminds me as I grind selfishly against her.
I groan. It takes all my strength to pull away from her. “Let me get this tree lit first, so I can see what I’m working with.”
“You just want to see me naked,” she purrs.
“When would I not?” I laugh, readying my fire magic.
It doesn’t take me long to light the tree. Each candle is encased in a colourful glass bauble, lighting up the room in reds, blues, radiant yellows. At the top is a candle nestled within a giant golden star. The festive glow it gives off is enough to take my breath away, but it’s nothing compared to the sight I’m met with when I turn away.
Eden stands naked before me, her ocean eyes wide as she holds a bundle of shimmering red ribbon.
“There’s so many gifts.” Her blush matches the thick ribbon in her hands.
Chuckling, I shake my head. “And last night Lux was worried he didn’t get you enough…”
I suppose the hundred yellow gift boxes piled high beneath the tree could be considered a little excessive. Try telling that to my generous brother, though.
I’m pretty sure half of these were bought and wrapped before Eden even came to our manor.
“I only got you one gift each.” She chews her lower lip. “I should’ve done more.”
My face lights up. “You got me something?”
“It’s Winterfeast, of course I made you something,” she laughs.
“So it’s something you made…”
“Shh. Don’t say anything else or I’ll give it away, you know what I’m like.” She presses her finger to my lips, and I can’t help but bite it.
Just the taste of her is enough to get me hard again. Damn it. Sorry, Lux.
But Eden stops me with a palm on my chest.
“The ribbon,” she scolds. “He’ll be up soon.”
Throwing my head back, I sigh, but I reach for the ribbon anyway. Lux better appreciate his gift. That’s if I don’t enjoy it myself first.
Lux, of course, is not here once Eden is ready. And somehow, she convinces me to go upstairs and wake him instead of claiming her now incredibly fuckable-looking pussy.
The things I do for my brother…
Then again, I won’t tell him about her promise to let me use the ribbon again when it’s my week with her. That’ll be our little secret.
“Good morning, little brother.” I push open the door to his bedchamber.
Blankets stir in the darkness as he mumbles back, “I’m not your little brother. We’re the same age.”
I chuckle. “But you’re so little.” Pushing the door open, I let more of the hallway light in.
The sun won’t be up for another half an hour, but the servants have already started lighting the candles. Now that all our staff are back, it won’t take them long to do the full manor. After that, they’ll have a busy day preparing for our usual guests to move back in.
As much as I love the ‘gifts’ that Father brings us every winter, I think I’ll start to love the weeks after he leaves more. Our guests returning. My society filling with half-naked people again. Eden forgiving us for all the prisoners we’ve tortured, as long as we let her use her gift on the clothes of their victims first.
Our sweet princess has become quite the detective. With the three of us combining our magic, the criminals of the faerie court don’t stand a chance. She’s even used her gift to help heal quite a few of their victims too.
“If I’m little, then so are you, we’re the same height,” Lux grumbles, but I can hear him getting out of bed so I don’t remind him that my arms are definitely bigger than his.
